[Chapter Two: The Storm Chasers!]

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10:45 A.M.
Chris' POV

This had to have been my least favorite challenge ever.

Don't get me wrong.

I've experienced MUCH worse.

I still grimace at the thought of Owen actually eating dog food at my "Triple Dog Dare You Challenge."

Then I lost one hundred bucks to Chef after making a bet to see who would've puked first. As a Gemmy winning host, I normally have a strong stomach. Or so I thought I did.

First there was Owen and Leshawna in that "Battle of the Sexes Challenge". Shot glasses of blended cockroaches almost got to me.

ALMOST!

Plus Gwen and that whole "try-to-drink-fruit-punch-from-the-communal-toilet" thing..

Okay; and her French kissing a trout. And giving portrait of myself out of...ugh...bear excrement And of course Chef for TRICKING me into that quiche that apparently was RADIOACTIVE.

 I didn't even get to finish my outro without barfing so much into the docks!

Thinking it over, I believe the first time I actually got sick was to seeing Owen eat dog food. 

Dog food?!

How could I have lost my money to seeing Owen eat dog food?!

And to CHEF!

For a hundred bucks!

Do you even know what I could've done with one hundred bucks?!

Inflation is rough nowadays, dude!!!

Most guys nowadays would've puked after seeing another guy from Tiktok finish a whole protein smoothie of what ever the heck was mixed inside.

Raw eggs, an entire chicken, protein powder, sushi, chocolate sauce....whatever nasty ingredient you could think of, it was in that shake.

Come to think of it, other guys would've lost their lunches after a sappy chick flick.

Seriously, am I that weak?!

Anyway...the challenge Ronnie and I made for the cast this year is simple.

And it is also really boring.

It's a virtual Halloween costume contest. The best costume wins....whatever.

Back when we were all at Wildwood High, the costume contest winners actually got a sick prize: four pizzas, two cases of sodas and whole treasure chest full of candy.

The hallways were practically covered in 80's horror movie posters, cobwebs, "splatters" of red blood (okay, red fingerpaint) and the "Monster Mash" playing in the background.

That was me, Veronica and the main five by the way. We were the winners. 

We ate that delicious pizza. And the soda and the sack of candy.

But now this was college and we were cooped up indoors. Not only are we too old for the tricks and treats, but some drunks are actually cynical enough to take broken bottles and chase after little kids who're walking door-to-door.

Plus some parents still think that there are drugs and razor blades hidden in the candy.

So because of safety precautions, EVERYONE is inside for Halloween this year.

I look at Veronica.

She looks at me.

I looked at her with my arms folded.

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